How Bali opened my heart to a new kind of love
What happens when your paths cross halfway around the world
For this story, join me in Bali, where my peaceful bubble of solitude is about to take an unexpected turn.
Yoga teachers in Bali like to talk about emotions. It’s a moving energy, they say. ‘E-motion is energy in motion.’ And they’re particularly fond of talking about love. But after weeks of solitude in Ubud, love was no longer my priority. I'd grown used to my own company and I liked it that way.
When I first planned this solo round-the-world trip, I'd feared loneliness. Instead, I found a peaceful life that felt entirely mine.
Each morning, I’d tuck into fresh eggs and strong Balinese coffee on my terrace, watching ducks peck at insects in the green rice fields. I’d spend hours writing in cosy cafés, lost in my own world. Some days I explored - waterfalls, markets, local art galleries.
Then something strange began to happen.
